A Better Mike | Perrentes

{chapter 10}

January 10th 2015, Before Mike found the texts.]
|Location: San Diego, California|

{Perspective: Tony Perry}

From: Mikey
You're so cute

To: Mikey
You're the cutest c;

From: Mikey
You're seriously gonna make me puke from how cute you are

To: Mikey
Ew, that's gross

From: Mikey
Oh god! Got to go!

To: Mikey
Oh okay! Bye cutie :*
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It was now 3:06 and I was still waiting for a god damn response, but their was nothing. I sighed sadly and opened Instagram and just scrolled through the endless feed. I saw things I was tagged in then liked a few, I got a few people flipping about how I liked their post and I laughed really hard. A guy like me? They were flipping about a guy like me? Wow. It was weird.
"I want food." I said aloud to no one in particular because I was in my house. Alone. I stood up carefully not hitting any part of my injured body and basically waddled to the kitchen.

I looked around the room and saw some stuff that wasn't my diet, but it looked so damn delicious that I broke my strict schedule and stuffed my face. It was soooo good! I sat on my couch and watched Star Wars for the next five minutes until I fell asleep, I have to admit I get tired of that movie every once in awhile.

My phone started ringing really loud as I blinked my eyes open. How did I end up on the floor? I wondered as I sat up bumping my shoulder on the table. Shit! I groaned in pain and fell pack onto the carpeting before hearing my voicemail play. "Hi, you've reached Tony Perry, leave a message! Beep! Hey tone, it's Jaime. We need to straighten some things out when you call back. Hope you're feeling better!" The call ended as I was groaning in pain.
Jaime? Sort what out? I whimpered as I leaned up, slightly rubbing my shoulder and then relaxing.

I picked up the house phone and dialed his number back. I sat there shaking my knees before I heard a familiar voice. "Hey Tony!" Jaime shouted.

"Hey Hime, what did you need to 'sort out'" I joked.

"Well, can I skype you?" He asked quietly.

"Yeah sure, let me grab my laptop and I'll call you." I got up and hung the phone back up then went into my bedroom to grab my laptop. Once the laptop was retrieved, I sat back on the couch with a small smile. It feels like I haven't seen them in forever, but it only has been a couple hours. I opened Skype and clicked on Hime-Time.

His face popped up on the screen, "Hey!" He excitedly said.

"Hey bud." I waved at the camera and chuckled.

"So.. You were texting 'Mike', right?" He held up air quotes when he spoke Mike's name.

"Yeah, he said you were joking around about the whole it's my niece thing." I chuckled and then I saw a guilty looking Mike come into the screen. "Hey Mikey." I smiled and blushed, but he ignored me.

"It wasn't me." Mike whispered.

"What?" I said shaking my head, "Can we not lie to save your ass from Alys-"

"Tony, it wasn't him." Jaime said.

"What?!" My heart was breaking into tiny sliver with each word.

"I don't like you like that Tone." That's when Jaime looked up at him in shock and Mike shrugged.

Jaime cleared his throat and then looked at the camera, "It was my niece she took Mike's phone at that meet and greet. You said you didn't like her, but I guess you weren't listening when I introduced her." I didn't respond to him, I just stared at Mike on the screen.
"Tony."

"So this all was a lie," I angrily looked up at the camera. "God, how could I be so damn stupid to think it was actually you." I pointed towards Mike. "I mean you broke my shoulder and made me get off tour, that shows how much you like me as a fucking friend!" I ranted.

"Now Tony, wait!" Mike spoke up, but I immediately shot him down.

"You know what Mike, no. Fuck you. God! If you didn't like me in the first place even as friends, tell Vic to kick me out of the band because obviously this isn't working. And to you Jaime, leave me alone." I began sniffling and tears came to my eyes now. "All of you just leave me alone." One tear slipped down before I hung up Skype, slamming my laptop screen down and then bursting into tears.

How could I have been so stupid?